The Distant Threshold

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The iron gate was rusted shut. You stood before it, your hand resting on the cold metal, feeling the vibration of the earth beneath your feet. It hummed. A low, persistent drone that traveled up your arm and settled in your chest. You had walked for three days to get here. Your legs ached. Your skin was raw from the wind. You did not look back. There was nothing behind you worth looking at. "Is...

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